This is a test.

Also, if you are a friend and haven't talked to Brad lately, please get in touch with him.

I have always tried to respect other people of good will, and will try to call them by whatever name or label they choose.  If an individual asked to be addressed as Moritmer Snerd, I would hold my personal opinion private (depending on our relationship--a close friend might get amused questions about reasons before I said "glad to meet you, ( Read more... )

who just deleted a comment on FB for fear of losing friends.

Thing is, if I'm that afraid of losing them, should they be my friends?

Signed.

Sad, Lost, and Confused

I want to walk away and not look back so much.  That is what I do--tough it out until something gets to be Too Much, and then I am DONEDONEDONE ( Read more... )

Bright doesn't make Right.

Being human means being able to be right and wrong all in one breath.

Beaten into submission is not the same as convinced.

Wanting to do something is not sufficient to justify actually doing said something.

To be contiued....

My mother was very opposed to the display of strong emotion.  I suspect that her parents weren't very good about keeping their battles to themselves, before they split.  Her father doted on her, and when Grandma decided he wasn't contributing enough to their welfare (he wasn't, apparently, very reliable about alimony in days when women REALLY didn' ( Read more... )

I am afraid of people.  I am particularly afraid of the people I care most about, their opinions of me.  I am afraid of saying the wrong thing and making them hate me, because they DO hate, and they hate things I find valuable.  I tell myself it's because they don't know any better, but it still leaves me in hiding.  Hiding is what I do ( Read more... )

I may have lost an actual friend, someone I truly care about, over politics.  He seems to feel that his conscience should rule everybody's choices because he didn't like the outcome of the election ( Read more... )

Just got another email from my husband (if you're playing along at home, you know he's been off-line for nearly six years).  The first one (a couple-three years ago) gave me a start, and I even felt the urge to open it because I wanted it to be from my Donald.  Of course, I sent it to the spam folder (or possibly just deleted it ( Read more... )

My son just turned 30.